Snippets

This afternoon, I sat reading at one end of the kitchen table, while Henry sat painting at the other end. Stella was at his elbow, and I caught snippets of their conversation:

Stella: "That's a flower, not soy-el."
Henry: "Yes, it's a flower, but the brown part is the soil. Soil is dirt. It's what the flower grows in."
Stella: "Yes, but that's a flower."
...
Stella: "Now use yellow."
Henry: "I'm not ready for yellow."
Stella: "Use yellow."
 ...
Henry: "It's a tulip."
Stella: "It's not a tulu. It's a flower."

Photos taken 2/22/12